When we arrive at the luau we're greeted by Laila's kind smile. "You guys came!" she exclaims, bringing us both in for a tight hug. "You guys look amazing!" she laughs, pulling away.
"Where's your uniform?" I ask looking over her outfit. She's in a fitted black crop top that accentuates her beautiful body and a pair of light washed jeans, her feet bare, she lets her long wavy locks hang loosely around her face.
She shakes her head. "I don't work today, therefore I don't have to wear that ridiculous uniform."
Juan chuckles, putting his arm around my waist, pulling me into his side. "Why are you willingly here then?"
"My dad owns this place. I work here for free." she rolls her eyes. "But, we do throw some awesome luaus and they're great opportunities to hang out with cool people like you guys!" she comes in-between Juan and I, wrapping an arm around each of our shoulders. "I made sure your table was reserved." she walks us over to the little secluded area.
"Thanks." I laugh, taking a seat next to Juan. She sits in front of us.
"Do you want anything to drink? I'm going to the bar and the bathroom." Juan asks after about an hour of us sitting and talking. The sun is all the way down by now, torches are our only source of light.
I shrug. "Just get me whatever you're having." he asks Laila if she wants anything but she kindly declines.
"You guys are so cute." she smiles at me once Juan has left.
I grin. "Thanks,"
"How long have you guys been together?"
"Almost a year." I nod.
"That's awesome. What does he do for a living? I know all those chains and rings were definitely not cheap. " she laughs.
I shake my head, laughing. "He's a singer."
Her eyes widen. "Really?!" she asks in shock.
"Mmhm. He's huge in Latin America."
"What's his Instagram?" she narrows her eyes at me, clearly not believing me. She pulls out her phone that's already open to instagram and passes it to me. I type out 'Maluma' and pass it back. She chokes on her own saliva. "50 million followers?!" she exclaims looking from her phone, back up to me, and then back at the phone.
I giggle, nodding. "I told you."
She looks in the direction he left in. "No shit..." she says in disbelief. "That's awesome."
"Yeah, he just got done with his world tour."
She nods, scrolling through his posts. "I can see that. Aww," she turns the phone so that I can see what she's talking about. It's a picture he posted on his Instagram story of him and I at the beach this morning. I'm kissing Juan's cheek as he gives the camera that beautiful smile of his. "you guys are so adorable." she looks up at me with a blank expression once I see her click onto my profile. "You would be a fucking Victoria Secret model."
I laugh loudly at her expression. "Sorry?"
She drops the phone on the table, shaking her head. "And here I was thinking you guys were just normal people!" she exclaims.
"We are normal people." I shrug.
"You know what I mean." she rolls her eyes playfully. "I thought you guys had normal people jobs!"
I laugh. "Yeah we definitely don't have those." I shake my head.
I smile when I see Juan approach us. He places a drink in front of me, one in front of Laila, and then finally sets his own down before taking his seat next to me. "I know you said you didn't want one, but I'm a nice guy so I bought you one anyway." he winks with a charming smile. I laugh, and hit his arm playfully.
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FanfictionAdrianna Acosta has been in the modeling industry for as long as she can remember. When she gets asked to model in a video of Maluma's she expects the worse. An arrogant famous rich guy with an ego that shoots through the roof. She decides to take t...